Chamilionaire f.t MC DouG - Ridin' dirty 2014 | Текст песни

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• Chamilionaire f.t MC DouG
• Ridin' dirty 2014

They see me rollin'
They hatin'
Patrollin' and tryna catch me ridin dirty
(tryna to catch me ridin dirty) X 4
My music so loud
I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gonna catch me ridin dirty
(tryna catch me ridin dirty) X 4

[Chamillionaire]
Nigga's see if they can see me lean
Im tint so it ain't easy to be seen
For me to see me ride by
They can see the gleem
And my shine on the deck and tv screen
Riding with a new chick she like hold up
Next to the playstation controlla
Theres a full clip in my pistola
Send the jacka into a coma
Girl yeen know I'm crazy like krazie bone
Just tryna bone ain't trying to have no babies
Ride clean as hell I pull in ladies
Laws on patrol and you know they hate me
Music turned all the way up and to the maximum
I can speak for some niggas try to jack for some
But we packing something that we have for um...
Will have a nigga locked up in the maximum
Security cell
I'm grippin oak
Music loud and I'm tippin slow
Twins steady twisting like hit this doe
Police pull up right behind and it's in his throught
Windows down gotta stop pollution
City change
Niggas like who is dat producin
Thats the Play N Skillz when we out and cruisin
Got warrants in every city except Houston
But I still ain't losin

They see me rollin'
They hatin'
Patrollin'and tryna catch me ridin dirty
(tryna catch me riding dirty) X 4
My music so loud
I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gonna catch me ridin dirty
(tryna catch me riding dirty) X 4

[Krayzie Bone]
I been drinkin n smokin', holy shit
Cause I really can't focus
I got to get that home befo' the po-po scope this
Big ol' escurgian, swervin, all up on the curb and
Nigga been sippin on that hennesy and that gin again
That sin again we in to win
Doing the under while I puff on the blunt
And roll another one up
We living like we ain't givin a fuck
I got blunt up in my right hand, 40 oz in my left
Breeze in my ballz
Want another tree, green leaves and all
Commin preppy d? me and my dawgs
Yo, I got to hit the back streets
Wondering about dat 6pds that I got heat
glock-glock shots to the block
we creep-creep, pop-pop
Hope cops don't see me, on the low key
With no regard for the law, we dodge em like fuck em all
But I won't be caught up and brought up on charges for none of ya'll
Keep a gun in car
And a blunt to sparr
Rolled up if you want
Now get a poppin dawg
Ready or not we bust shots off in the air
Krazie Bone and Chamillionare

They see me rollin'
They hatin'
Patrollin'and tryna catch me ridin dirty
(tryna catch me riding dirty) X 4
My music so loud
I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gonna catch me ridin dirty
(tryna catch me riding dirty) X 4

[Chamillionaire]
So would you like if so
I try to let you go
Turn on my blinker light
And then I swang it slow
And they upset fo sho
Cause they think the know
That they catching me with plenty of the drank and dro
So they get behind me to try to check my tags
Look in my rear view and they smilin'
Thinkin they'll catch me in the wrong, and keep tryin
Bitch steady denyin that it's racial profilin
Houston Texas, you can check my tags
Pull me over try to check my slab
Glove compartment gotta get my cash
Cause the crooked cops try to come up fast
And being the balla that I am
I talk to them
Giving a damn about them
Not feeling my additudes
And when they realize
That I ain't even ridin dirty
Bitch you be leaving in with an even madder mood
And I'm a laugh at you
And then I have to cruse
Your a number 2 on some old dj screw
You can't arrest me plus you can't sue
This is a message to the law
Tell em "we hate you"
I can't be touched
And

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